He crumples the silk bow in his hand andtugs. The fabric rips away without protest. I gasp. I think mildly about mytattoo covered in a flesh-colored bandage, but my body is heated and wantingand I push the thought aside. He tears the bow from the other side and thenslides what’s left of my underwear off. “There, that’s better.” He nips at myjaw. His hand runs up my thigh, circling my love bite.
I give him a sly look, then raise my armsover my head. Cole’s hands skim under my dress and up my sides to my arms,lifting the dress off me. “Dreams do come true.” He says, running the back ofhis hand across my collarbone.
“Cole,” I groan, arching my hips intohim, wanting him to sate my desire.
“Patience Cookie, I’ll get there.” Hewraps his other hand around my neck. Leaning in her covers his mouth over mine.My hands grip the front of his shirt and I trail them down, running them alongthe waistband of his jeans. He helps me unbutton them, freeing his thick shaft.His fingers move up my thighs. I angle my hips, spreading myself wider. “Ohbaby.” He groans, his finger massaging my bundle of nerves.
“Inside, Cole, I want you inside.” Hishands dig into my hips and he surges up into me, grunting when he’s all the wayin.
“Ride me, Kate. Set the pace.” The musicfrom the other side of the door pounds out a fierce rhythm and I let it driveme. I tangle my hands in Cole’s hair to steady myself. I lift my hips, feelingCole slide slightly out.
“God, Kate.” Cole’s fingers dig almostpainfully into my hips, wanting me to go faster, but I don’t move. I want tosavor the feel and slowly I inch my way back down his length, relishing inevery sensation. When he’s is seated fully inside me, I roll my hips.
“Are you having fun?” Cole pulls mecloser to him, running his tongue along my shoulder.
“So very much.” I moan. I let my handsdrop to his neck, scratching the back of it, and I roll my hips again, groaningas exquisite pleasure cascades through my body. Cole’s hands cover my breasts,pulling the cups of my bra aside. Teasing and twisting one nipple, while hesucks the other into his mouth. I cry out with pleasure. I rest my foreheadagainst Cole’s. “Take me.” His hands are back on my hips, taking over thetempo.
“I’ve thought about this all night, Kate.You feel so good. Our bodies were meant to be one.” He angles my hips so witheach thrust of his pelvis grinds into my clit.
“Cole.” I pant over and over each time herocks into me.
“That’s it, Katie, fall, come apart in myhands.” His words are all it takes. My mind hums and my body explodes likefireworks. My hands fist in his hair, yanking as my orgasm rips through mybody. Cole growls my name and I feel him pulsing inside me, climaxing.
Cole entwines our hands as we walktowards the VIP area. My feet automatically try to walk towards the dancefloor. “Oh baby, you and that dance floor.”
There’s a round of laughter at the table,but everyone falls silent when they see us. “You better not have been talkingabout me.” I give Laura the evil eye, but I’m smiling.
She hangs her head, raising her hands indefeat. “I couldn’t help it. The way you freaked out at the strip club waspriceless.”
I glance around the table. “That’s whyyou were all laughing?”
“It was a priceless Kate moment.” I feela stab of hurt at Kit’s words, and then something inside me snaps. Is that howeveryone sees me? I’ve been told by every one of the men at this table thatlife with me is never dull and boring. Is that what everyone meant, that I’mgood for laughs and to make fun of because of the dumb things I do? That I’msomeone who messes up and has these dramatic moments that everyone gets tolaugh at?
“Good to know I’m the comedic relief forour little group.” I jerk my hand out of Cole’s grip and practically run forthe bar. I wave down Derek. “Hey, have you heard of an um—HemmingwayChampagne?” The higher the alcohol content, the better.
“Yeah I have, but are you sure?” I justgive him my ‘what the hell look’. “Coming up.”
“Hey.” Cole slides up next to me, placinghis hand gingerly on the small of my back.
“Hey back.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Not now and not here.”
“Kate, please look at me.” I hate whenCole says please, it’s him being a gentleman, and I know how much he’s tryingto help me. I lower my head and look at him, but then quickly glance away.“Baby, look at me.”
I huff, giving in and face him. “Happy?”
“No, because you’re not. You did a 180from ten minutes ago.”
I wipe a stray tear away. “Do you knowhow hard I’ve tried all my life to fit in and be normal? The normal girl with anormal body who likes normal things? All I’ve wanted my whole life is to fit inand be a part of something.” I wave my hand in the direction of our friends.“But look at me! I’m still the odd one. I get bets made about me. I react likea freak to certain situations. If Laura had told me what was going on, Iwouldn’t have reacted like that. But I was completely caught off guard.” Dereksits my drink on the counter and I take a big gulp immediately regretting it. Icover my mouth holding my cough in. It takes me a few seconds before I rememberhow to breath.
“Are you okay?” Cole rubs my back.
“That’s really strong.” My voice comesout hoarse. Cole sniffs my drink and then sips it.
“I’m surprised you didn’t spit it backout.”
